AITA

K gets home last night and I was doing work from the couch because I wasn’t feeling well. I was stretching and as he walked by he pinched my nipple and I batted his hand away. I saw the look…commence the night. 

I had made Charlie nuggets and tots for dinner and got the whole “can you please make something else for him to try once in a while instead of nuggets and tots all the time?” Totally valid. I get it. I agree. I went for easy because I’m sick yet again. Anywho, I starting to heat up a little corned beef and mashed potatoes to add to his plate to try and smooth it over a bit and he starts on the fact I put a Tupperware container on the table. 

“Haven’t I asked you numerous times NOT to put things on the table. In the past 5 years how many times have I asked you not do that and you just don’t listen.” I made the mistake of responding with “but, you put keys on it.” “Like, once in a year! Blah blah blah.”  He made a comment about something and  I replied “shocking.” Then he got started on me “talking back” to him and “this is how you always start fights.  You never take ownership”. And I’m thinking, no, talking back is what a child does, I’m just saying what I’m thinking. It’s totally different. You are not above me.

Night goes on and I’m just playing with Charlie, and I’m really not talking to each other. Aside from the random conversation through Charlie like “oh daddy, look what we made.”Goes to bed late and I make K lunches and a cuppa tea and take it downstairs for him because I plan to go to bed. 

Get down there. His face is red. I say good night I’m going to bed and he lost it. Saying how I started all of this, and he brought up princess Maria numerous times, and how he can’t stand my ignorance and disrespect for him. He will not tolerate disrespect from anyone, especially not his wife.I had an opportunity to fix the situation, and I chose not to. (I was able to record a couple minutes of conversation…)

All that being said, am I the asshole? I didn’t mean to pick a fight it’s just not fair when something so trivial start something on his end. Yes, he has asked me many times not to put things on the table, but in the same respect there’s stuff on there, a lot of times. His fish stuff, or Charlie’s plate or Charlie’s toys… why choose that exact moment get upset about the Tupperware ? And I don’t put sharp things or scratchy things on the table (like his keys or work badge), it was Tupperware, so I wouldn’t forget it.  

I chose not to apologize, because honestly I’m tired of apologizing. I paid for the table too. It’s not like I’m keying it or dumping a box of knives on it. Could/should I have handled it differently? Probably. But the only reason I’m saying that is because it started to fight. I don’t think Norm people would get that crazed about it.


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